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Teehee, (LL)

Well I have to be off as I'm still in my pajamas and school starts soon :|

This chapters song is 'Here I stand by Madina Lake' :D

My hands shake cause today,
i know you're gonna break my heart and,
my life without you in it
is a life thats not worth living.
i'll be strong but i wish i was someone else,
anyone but me tonight

here i stand,(here i stand)
all alone,(here i stand)
tonight(here i stand
and i wish i was strong enough to breathe (here i stand)
without you,(here i stand)
in my life,(here i stand)
i wish i was anyone but me.

Edward POV

"It's locked."

"What do you mean it's locked?!" I yelled, slamming my fist on the door but getting the knob instead. "OUCH!" I yelled.

The man laughed darkly. "You sounded so much like…" He stopped quickly. "Does anyone know you're in here?" He asked, trying to change the subject.

"No. I was working out the back when I realized what some people here were planning; I thought it would be best to fix the fuse quickly." I shuddered at the memory of Rosalie and who I hoped to of been her boyfriend. The man laughed lightly. "That's pretty much why I came back here… my brother and his girlfriend were suggesting to each other some places in the building…"

So it wasn't just Rosalie then…

"So what about you, anyone know you here?" I asked.

"Nope. I sort of just vanished. I mentioned earlier how I wouldn't stay long to my brother and sister. They probably thought I just left."

"Oh. Well how about a phone? If we got some light in here we could fix the fuse…" I suggested.

He laughed. "Or we could just call for help…"

"Oh." How stupid am I?! "I guess that could come in handy…"

"Yeah…" He laughed. "But no, I left it at home charging. You didn't bring one?"

"I don't bring my phone to work. Maybe we could try and fix the fuse in the dark…"

"But if we fix it, they won't come here to fix it…" He mused.

"I guess we could just cry for help…" The lamest thing to do but probably the only option left.

"Hello?! Help!" I started shouting and hitting the door. The man joined in after a sigh.

We continued banging for awhile, we finally got tired. I collapsed on the floor and lied on my back.

"Do you think we'll ever get out?" I asked; my voice slow and quiet from shouting at the door.

He sighed and I could hear him lie on his back as well. "Hopefully… They'll try and fix it eventually… I just don't understand why nobody else has tried to fix it…"

I went to turn onto my stomach but hit the man as I turned. I was now basically on top off him. I didn't realize how close he was. I guess he didn't have an option as the room was quite small. He groaned at the weight now on him. I quickly pushed myself off of him and apologized. "Sorry, I didn't realize you were that close…"

"No, its okay, I just wasn't ready for it, that's all." He laughed. I smiled and felt my cheeks turn bright red.

"So how old are you?" I asked, trying to initiate some conversation as we could be stuck in here for quite some time.

"I'm turning nineteen in a few months."

"Oh! Well happy birthday for a few months."

"Thanks…how about you?" He laughed,

"I just turned eighteen actually."

"And so do you work here then?"

"Yes… It's not much but I'm still just trying to find out what I want to do with my life." I wasn't usually so blunt with people but it suddenly it felt like all barriers were down and it was open water. Whenever I talked to boys I would stumble over my words and blush but it was easy to talk to him. His voice was soothing and felt soft to my ears. I bit my lip and realized he was talking to me.

"He's actually my adoptive father but he's so loving and caring towards me that I can't help but feel as if I truly am his son…" Even though I knew he couldn't see me, I nodded my head. "But he's always been quite certain I would become a Doctor. My brother Emmett and my friend Jasper, they work at the hospital but it's quite clear Emmett won't be working at the hospital for much longer and Jasper is already starting to hate it."

I remained quiet in thought. "And so you enjoy working there?" I asked.

"Yeah, I do. I love the feeling of helping them come through such a hard stage in life and manage to see them smiling at the end of it. Though it's not always happy like that…"

We were both silent for a few minutes. It wasn't an awkward silence though. It actually felt really nice. I didn't feel the need to start another conversation and I presumed he didn't either.

"You're very easy to talk to…" He said, breaking the silence. His voice was like velvet, soft and comforting. I smiled and bit my lip.

"So are you."

As I tried to search the dark room for him I tried to look for his figure but was unsuccessful. That's when I realized I didn't even know his name. I wanted so much to see this nameless man which I couldn't help but feel a force of power pulling me to him. I wanted so badly to find his face, to just see this mystery man.

"My names Edward"

I couldn't help but feel my breathing hitch. Of course his name is Edward… Everyone must be called Edward…

"My name's Bella"

I heard him sigh deeply. My name isn't that bad is it? I thought. "That's a pretty name, Bella…"

"Thank you, it's actually Isabella. But I prefer Bella."

"Of course you do…" I heard him mumble.

"Excuse me?" I didn't understand why he was being so rude about my name, it's not like I chose it! If he wanted to complain to someone, he should go find my mother. My face fell a bit at the thought. Not even I could do that…

I turned my body brusquely and knocked the wall, causing a few boxes to fall on me from a shelf above me. I screamed as the spoons fell on my body.

"Bella? What was that?! Are you okay?" Edward shouted. I felt his hands brush over my body and push the spoons off of me.

"I'm fine…" His hand brushed another spoon off of my face and I let out a gasp as it felt like he zapped me, but the feeling was softer and breathtaking. "But you should stop dragging your feet on carpet… you zapped me…"

"I have floorboards actually…" He laughed. "And it got me too…"

I bit my lip again and blushed. I sat upright and against the wall.

"I'm sorry about the thing with your name… It's just I went through a lot with someone called Bella, which was of course short for Isabella…"

"I don't actually think it's that uncommon for people called Isabella to shorten it… I mean, Bella is a hell of a lot better than something like Isab…" He laughed at that.

"Isab huh? I think it has a certain ring to it… If I ever meet you on the outside of this closet I'll definitely have to consider calling you Isab…" I animatedly gasped, pretending to be shocked.

"Well fine Ward… What is that? Like some kind of metal ward? No wonder you like hospitals so much…" I laughed mockingly.

"Ouch, that hurt, I think you should take that back Isab…" We both laughed.

As the laughter died down, I started to wonder were everybody was; nobody had come and check out the fuse. It was as if they didn't even care the lights were out.

"So you think people even care the lights are out?" Edward asked as if reading my thoughts.

"They probably think it's the best thing, being inside a darkened coffee house… Maybe we should make it a Tuesday Special or something…" He chuckled lightly.

"Do you want to do 'Have you ever'?" He asked.

"How do you do that?" I asked.

"Okay, well normal people would hold up five fingers but as we're stranded in the middle of a dark room, we could try and change it a bit. So maybe if you slap my knee whenever you've done something I say. And we'll take it in turns to say something. I'll go first." I felt him move closer to me, I crossed my legs so it would be easier to find them.

"Where are your knees?" I asked. I moved my hands along until I found them. I think I may have touched something else while I was looking though. That thought caused me to blush redder than ever.

"Okay, so if you've done something I say, slap my knee and the person at the end who's been slapped less wins." I bit my lip, ready for the question. "Have you ever lost someone you loved?" I quickly slapped his leg twice, not quite sure why, I thought that I would have bluffed but it was as if he had pulled out any extracts of lies out of me, leaving only my truth and soul.

"That was quick!" He laughed. "But you only slap once…and not so hard!" He laughed harder.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" I giggled. "It's just I sort of lost two people…"

"Your parents?" He asked quietly.

"I never knew my father but I lost my mom when I was young. And then another person left me…"

"Oh. Boyfriend then?" He asked quite interested into my life. I sighed and answered his question.

"You could say that… I was quite young, I guess you could say it was more of a school girl crush… but it felt like so more, especially when he left." I couldn't believe I had just said that. I hadn't even told Jessica and Angela about that. I took a deep breath in and thought of a question to ask him. During my silence he took the liberty to pry deeper into my messed up mind.

"I know how you feel. I got taken away from the girl who felt like my whole life's calling. I thin maybe because I was so young it took its toll on me. How old were you?"

"Ten"

"Eleven"

I let out one laugh at the coincidence of it. It was quite strange really.

"Okay, your question. Have you ever fallen in love?"

It was silent and I didn't feel a slap on my knee. I was wondering if he was going to ask me another question when I felt a pat at my leg. I could tell it hurt him by the way he had only patted my leg. It was so light it wasn't sure if I had just imagined it.

"It was that same girl." He sighed. I bottom lip quivered at the emotion in his voice. He had loved and lost like me. I couldn't help it but I lent onto my knees and wrapped my arms around him. This girl had hurt him and hurt him badly. I couldn't help myself. I just wanted to hug him until he realized everything was okay. I didn't know what had come over me and I was about to apologize until he wrapped his arms around me as well.

I felt him breathe heavily into my hair that covered his face. I knew exactly how he felt and I just wanted to comfort him.

He was surprisingly really comfortable to hug. My head fit perfectly into the crook of his neck and his arms were perfectly toned and the smell of him was better than any cologne imaginable. I couldn't quite put my finger on what he smelt like but it sure as hell could have been classified a type of drug. My knees started to hurt but I was so comfortable I didn't want to let go. I sighed, took a deep breath and just sat on his lap. I didn't even care. I felt his body shake and I could hear him let out a light chuckle.

"I'm sorry… but you were really comfy and well, I guess your going to have to put up with me sitting on you now…" My cheeks were burning but he couldn't take this comfort from me.

"It's okay; I know what you mean though…"

"Can I ask you another question before I forget and then you can ask me two after?"

"Okay" He laughed lightly, obviously confused.

"Have you ever used Strawberry Shampoo?" I asked.

I heard him groan and then laugh lightly. His body shook and I could feel him shake his head in my hair. There was a guilty slap on my leg which made me laugh.

"That obvious?" I giggled and nodded my head.

"Yep."

I heard him groan again.

"Well Miss Isab, you better get ready because I have two questions for you now…" He laughed mischievously.

"Have you ever been arrested or close to it?"

I blushed at the memory. I slapped his leg. He mockingly gasped. "Bella! Such a little delinquent!" I shoved his shoulder and laughed. "I had a bad day so I went over to my friend Jessica's house with my friend Angela. We had a few drinks at her house and decided that a walk might sober us up a bit before we all went home. We ended up walking to town which wasn't very far and we saw a policeman by one of the shops. We had started a game of truth or dare and it was my turn for a dare. It just so happened that my dare was to kiss the policeman. I walked over to him and gave him a very passionate kiss and it turns out his wife and children were in the car next to us. We got escorted home with a warning and a bit of a fine…" I finished my story and buried my face in my hands. Edward was silent for a few seconds. Then suddenly he let out a roar of laughter.

"Bella!" He managed to say in between his laughing fit.

"It's not that funny… Mrs. Ancaster made me clean the dishes and do the laundry for months!"

"Mrs. Ancaster?" Edward said in a shaken voice.

Edward jumped to his feet from under me. Maybe her name was as scary as… Oh My Gosh…

I gasped and suddenly the lights switched on and the door swung open.

There standing in front of me on the other side of the room was Edward Masen.

I felt my heart pumping, it felt like my heart was going to fall out of my ears, my eyes started swelling and I got the same feeling you would if someone whacked you around the head with a frying pan. My bottom lip quivered and I was frozen as Edward stared at me as if he too was hit with a frying pan. Suddenly I had the biggest urge to go home and find that darn frying pan.

I took one final look at him and ran outside of the closet, knocking past whoever it was in the doorway, I didn't get a chance to see, I just ran. I ran to the front of the shop to the door. From the corner of my eye I noticed Rosalie coming into the front of the shop with someone who looked strangely familiar, she was straightening up her hair while he was zipping up is pants.

I wanted to get as far as possible from this place. I didn't have a way of getting home so I decided I would just catch a bus. I had a few dollars on me from tips which would hopefully be enough.

I was just sitting on Edward Masen's lap, discussing my life with him Rang over an over in my head.

My breathing was so fast I thought I wouldn't make it to the bus stop alive. Luckily I had left perfect timing as the bus was just arriving to the stop when I reached it.

I just needed to get far away and far away quickly. I jumped on the bus, paid and tried to take a seat but tripped over a stair and ended up just sitting on the floor. I just didn't have it in me to get up and find a seat.

My breathing was still fast as I sat on the bus. I didn't actually know which stop I was supposed to get off at so I would just have to pray for the best. And I knew that the best wasn't very good at this point. Once I finally had it in me to get up, (after hitting my head on a chair when the bus stopped) I stood up and sat next to a man wearing a business suit.

He looked at me sympathetically. "Look on the Brightside… you don't have to work tomorrow…"

I looked at him and felt my bottom lip quiver. I couldn't hold it in anymore. My eyes were overcome with tears and I burst into tears hysterically.

"But that gives me time to wallow in my own self pity!" I cried. "It shouldn't have been him… I should have been some handsome stranger that I would either never see again or we'd go off on horseback into the sunset!"

The man next to me looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "He was a complete jackass and should have told you in the very beginning!" He said, genuinely frustrated.

"I know! He didn't even tell me his name was Edward fricken Masen! No, he decided to just stare at me like I had slapped him across the face with a frying pan!"

"Look, seriously, I'm on the phone here, can you please keep it down?" He asked angrily as he pointed to the Bluetooth in his ear.

I gawked at the device and let out another shameless cry. If I was going to make a fool of myself, I should at least get the job done well.

It felt like day one all over. I felt as if he was breaking my heart one last time, as if he hadn't done that enough already.

The man in the suit left after numerous odd glances at me and finally I was left alone. As I peered outside and watched the town and the houses flash past I caught my reflection in the window. I was just as bad as the crazy cat lady. I would be known as that weird girl on the bus who started bawling her eyes out and then having fake conversations with the person next to her. I sighed and soon enough got off at my stop.

I dragged my feet towards my door and unlocked it. I slumped onto the sofa and sighed. I sat there frozen for awhile and then decided to get changed into my pajamas. As I took off my apron and work outfit, a scrunched white sheet of paper fell out of my pocket. As I looked at it on the floor, I collapsed onto my bed and opened it once again. It was my adoption centre. There was the building, the trees where Edward carved our names and finally, there was me.

I cried for the rest of the night until sleep took over. I let the nightmares I had that night let me become numb so I couldn't feel any of it anymore. As I dreamt about Edward Masen that night, I realized he hadn't just put me back to square one. I was always there.

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